Evervigilant 7

<Vigilant_GM> IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
<Vigilant_GM> Engines roar as you drive through Brassmen territory, back to the Fixer. Even now, gangers stare at the realization that Copperdome has not ridden back with you.
<Vigilant_GM> You pull over, meters away from the Workshop entrance.
* Baird dismounts from the ganger vehicle.
<Vigilant_GM> Rokko calls out from inside.
* Karpath makes his way down from the turret.
* Velam pulls himself out of the vehicle, blood and dirt caking his cloak and boots. His usual servo-skulls are flitting about as he dusts himself off and starts heading inside, the adrenaline from the fight earlier in the day still running it's course.
<Vigilant_GM> "Bring them in, Copperdome!"
* Nitrous follows the gang
<Shiv> "Ahhh... someone wanna take this?"
<Velam> The savant enters the workshop looking around for Rokko, his face showing a mask of loss and shell shock, almost.
<Baird> Following Velam inside Baird turns his head briefly to Uriel "Go ahead and grab the servitor and meet us inside while we square this away."
<Velam> "Mr. Rokko." He says aloud, looking for the man inside. "We've retrieved and brought your servitor, sir."
<Vigilant_GM> The Fixer emerges from the storage room, holding a drill in one hand, and a length of coiled up wire on the other.
<Vigilant_GM> "I knew I liked the look of you. Copperdome! Bring it around!" he shouts towards the entrance.
<Velam> "Greetings again, Mr. Rokko." He says to the man as he emerges.
<Vigilant_GM> "Tell me. How did your expedition go?", he asks without looking. He spins the drill in the air as if to clear debris, and puts it away.
<Velam> "Copperdome didn't make it." He finds a nearby chair and sits down. "When we arrived we started taking fire," he begins without preamble. "They also sent dogs after us. We were thankfully able to dispatch the sniper and the pack, but Copperdome was hit during the fighting, but he was patched up for the time being. My associates then went into the temple your enemy was occupying...the things I was told." He shakes his head and
<Velam> sighs, patting one of the serve-skulls as it descends near him.
<Vigilant_GM> Rokko's eyes are now fixed on Velam, without expression.
<Velam> "In the ensuing fight against whatever those people were, Copperdome was vanquished. Though the explosions I heard from his weapon, tell me he gave it as bad as he got." He clasps his hands. "I was with the vehicle, I am not built for combat, sir, as you can see. And we did not have time to do more than recover your servitor and your friend's weapons. For some reason Arbitrators showed not long after the shooting started." He
<Velam> looks up with a frown and then looks down again. "You have my sincerest apologies, sir."
<Vigilant_GM> "Are... you certain? Bring him in, I have patched him up looking like death before! I'm sure I can find a way. There's a way."
<Vigilant_GM> "There's a way..." he repeats, looking down at the drill on his workdesk.
<Velam> "Sir...as I said, we had only enough time to haul your servitor and Copperdome's weapon away."
<Baird> "We did bring back his weapon...in case you wanted a memento.."
<Nitrous> "I brought his grenade launcher"
<Vigilant_GM> He looks up, and nods.
* Nitrous presents the grenade launcher
<Vigilant_GM> "I will create out of this a great weapon, my boy. They will remember..." he says to no one in particular.
<Vigilant_GM> He looks up, suddenly. Intently. "Orek. He is dead?"
<Baird> "Absolutely."
<Vigilant_GM> He nods, a tear running down his leathery cheek.
<Nitrous> "My sincerest condolences"
<Vigilant_GM> He reaches for the grenade launcher, and puts away under the desk.
<Vigilant_GM> "You have paid your debt."
* Nitrous nods
<Vigilant_GM> "Where do you need to be now, off-worlders?"
<Velam> "Yes, all accounts are in order." He nods. "The void port, Port Gyre."
<Vigilant_GM> "I can arrange transport through the smuggling tubes."
<Velam> "Ahhh, you are too kind, sir. We would appreciate that very much." He gives a small smile in gratitude.
<Vigilant_GM> "Our tunnels won't get you all the way in. But they will bypass all but one checkpoint."
<Velam> "We've gotten this far, we'll manage I think." He holds out a hand Mr. Rokko.
<Baird> "How soon can transport through the tubes be arranged Mr. Rokko?
<Vigilant_GM> Shaking Velam's hand, Rokko explains that the next smuggling run leaves for Gyre within the hour.
<Velam> "Thank you again, Mr. Rokko. May the graces of the God-Emperor walk with you."
<Vigilant_GM> He nods, and disappears into the warehouse.
<Vigilant_GM> A street urchin with a familiar face approaches Karpath.
<Vigilant_GM> "Tubes?", he extends an open palm
* Karpath looks at the kid then at Shiv.
<Shiv> "I got two packs of Sticks."
<Vigilant_GM> He skips to Shiv, and shoves his hand into the mechanic's pocket.
<Vigilant_GM> He retrieves the lho-sticks, and pockets them.
<Shiv> "Rude. You coulda asked."
<Vigilant_GM> He waves you over, and starts down the road.
* Shiv starts following the kid.
* Shiv turns back and says to Karpath "You owe me some Iho Sticks."
* Baird follows his compatriots wary of the "smuggling tubes" which the group must traverse en route to the port.
* Karpath follows, "Bill me when we get back."
<Shiv> "If we do."
<Vigilant_GM> Soon you arrive at makeshift scaffolding some 100 meters tall.
<Velam> "That doesn't look too...stable."
<Vigilant_GM> A crane on top lowers a loose, unseteady platform attached by wire.
<Baird> "Tell me we don't have to fething climb this pile of trash."
* Shiv coughs a bit and says "Looks that way."
<Baird> "A platform and a crane." Baird says in a flat tone. "That'll be much safer."
<Vigilant_GM> On its way down, you see it sway and turn, at times bumping into the scaffolding itself, until it finally makes it to the ground.
<Vigilant_GM> The boy hops on without hesitation.
* Nitrous follows suit
* Velam swallows in anxiety, but follows along, bolstered by the fact that it seems more stable than at first glance.
* Baird hesitantly steps onto the platform cursing under his breath.
* Shiv follows behind Nitrous.
<Vigilant_GM> "Pull!" the boy exclaims, making an up and down motion with his arm.
* Karpath follows behind Shiv.
* Shiv pulls out his chain and secures himself to the wire.
<Baird> "This is how I die. From being dropped 100 metres to my death by a fething crane."
<Nitrous> "Could be worse"
<Shiv> "You could've lost an arm a few hours ago."
<Vigilant_GM> In wrapping the chain around the wire, and putting his weight on it, the ring of a bell sounds high above.
<Karpath> "We could be plummeting Thousands of feet from high orbit."
<Vigilant_GM> In no time at all, the platform begins to move off the ground.
<Baird> "Give me and Ork Warboss one on one before sticking me on one of these again."
<Vigilant_GM> It is uneven.
<Vigilant_GM> And staggered.
<Vigilant_GM> The boy seems to enjoy the sensations that make at least some of you think you're about to die.
<Vigilant_GM> At stages, the platform strikes the scaffolding, creating uneven drag against it, tilting the platform to one side.
<Vigilant_GM> The platform comes to an abrupt stop, some two-thirds of the way there.
<Vigilant_GM> You can, however, hear the whirring engine above struggle to pull it up.
<Vigilant_GM> Finally, the jam gives way, and you are snapped up suddenly. The platform tilts 30 degrees from one side to the next.
<Vigilant_GM> Miraculously, you manage to hold on. Shiv, to the chain, Baird to Shiv, Karpath to Baird while holding onto Velam's robe. As for the boy, he giggles with his arms wrapped around Velam's leg.
<Velam> "By the golden throne boy! I don't want to fall to my death." It's probably his imagination, but it seems to him like his servo-skulls are bobbing up and down in laughter. "This is not funny!" He protests at them.
<Vigilant_GM> The rest of the way to the top of the scaffolding is less unpleasant, but you are happy to see the entrance to the ventilation tubes once you do.
<Karpath> "Well that was a close one."
<Nitrous> "Yup"
<Baird> "Close is a damned understatement."
<Shiv> "I love you chain, you are my only friend that doesn't want to kill me."
<Vigilant_GM> Small, two-man pods are lined up, while gangers load in, or stand guard outside.
<Velam> "Certainly a...uhh...thrilling, yes thrilling experience." He dusts himself off again.
<Vigilant_GM> "If you linger there any longer, you'll miss the launch," one of them grunts.
* Nitrous heads in
* Karpath makes his way into one of the pods.
<Nitrous> "In"
* Shiv unchains himself and enters the pod.
* Karpath gets into the same pod as Nitrous.
* Baird climbs into one of the pods.
<Vigilant_GM> You see one of the pods being chambered in to a parallel tube. It is sealed shut, but you can hear, and feel their departure - loud, cannon-like blasts that leave your ears ringing.
<Vigilant_GM> The boy waves at you good-bye.
<Vigilant_GM> Nitrous and Karpath are next.
<Karpath> "You ready for this?"
<Vigilant_GM> Chambered and sealed, you see nothing. Pure darkness.
<Nitrous> "Just like training day"
<Velam> The savant enters a pod after waving a goodbye to the young lad, and of course he shares it with the feudal world brute and his servo skulls.
<Baird> "Shivvy do not pass gas in here or I'll have to kill you."
<Shiv> "No promises. Imma sleep."
<Vigilant_GM> The charge goes off, and you are fired throught the tube at speeds you can only imagine by the G-forces crushing you against your seat.
* Karpath takes a deep breath, His mind races back to the times flying his fighter back during his day in the rouge trader fleet.
<Vigilant_GM> The same is repeated until all members of the smuggling party are on their way, hundreds of kilometers away from the Hive, to Port Gyre.
<Shiv> "THIS FUCKIN' SUCKS."
* Velam keeps his eyes shut, afraid of what might happen if he were to keep them open as they shoot down the tube.
<Vigilant_GM> The arrival is surprisingly gentle, as the end of the tubes are intermittenlty flooded to bring the pods to a stop.
<Vigilant_GM> As you step out, you can see and hear the water boiling off the heater sides of the pods.
<Vigilant_GM> Already, you can hear the rumbling of the busy Port as dozens of landers take off and arrive.
<Nitrous> "Arrived"
<Velam> "Well, not sure I want to try that again." He wobbles out, weak in the knees.
<Karpath> "Yep that was a interesting ride."
<Vigilant_GM> The exit of the smuggling house looks over a congested avenue.
<Vigilant_GM> A long mass of merchants, pilgrims, and others making their way through the checkpointed entrance to Gyre.
* Baird climbs out of the pod surveying the surroundings
* Shiv slowly follows behind Baird still shaken from the experience.
<Vigilant_GM> "This is it. From here, you're on your own. No turning back, no looking for help. Make sure you have what's yours, and blend with that crowd."
<Velam> "Yes, okay, thank you again." He checks to make sure everything is where it should be, including the skulls.
<Shiv> "So what's the plan?"
<Karpath> "We need to get to the port."
<Baird> "Well we can try and blend in and follow the flow and hope we aren't stopped. Or we can stick as a group and hope for the best."
<Velam> "The port is going to have the biggest concentration of off-worlderers, I'm sure we'll fit in just fine."
<Baird> "Lets stick together then. Never know what this place is gonna throw at us."
<Nitrous> "Never seperate"
<Shiv> "I say we get some food and rest."
<Nitrous> "Agreed"
<Nitrous> "Also ammo."
* Karpath takes a moment to ponder their options.
<Velam> "Any ideas then?"
<Nitrous> "Food, Ammo, and rest."
* Velam as if in response to the mention of food he feels his stomach grumble at him. "Yeah...I didn't realize how hungry I am. I could eat half a grox."
<Vigilant_GM> You blend into the mass of people, and find yourselves nearing the checkpoint.
* Karpath his eyes close, his mind traces over everything he has learned up to this point about the artifacts that they have been tracking to find the source.
<Vigilant_GM> Armed hive Sanctionaries check the identifying details from those who approach, to ensure no unauthorized departures.
* Karpath moves up close to Velam and talks quietly, "If those artifacts are being allowed through then someone higher up is involved in this, maybe some one from the Administratum, the Auctoriate, or even the Sanctionaries."
<Velam> "That wouldn't surprise me, since I started this I've learned just hwo corrupt a select few can get. I do hope the administratum isn't involved though." He conspires quietly.
<Vigilant_GM> Pilgrimage tokens are presented by some, mercantile credentials by others.
<Karpath> "It wouldn't surprise me, Bribes are a common thing."
<Vigilant_GM> A tech-priest and his retinue pass through just before you.
<Vigilant_GM> And then you're up.
<Vigilant_GM> "Oath cog, writs of release and freedom, badge of office, or cognomen identifiers."
<Vigilant_GM> The Sanctionary looks expecantly at Velam.
<Vigilant_GM> "Now."
<Vigilant_GM> An impatient merchant calls out from behind you.
<Vigilant_GM> "Get it moving!"
<Velam> "Follow me lead." He says to the group. He approaches the two guards his servo-skulls following at his shoulders. "Greetings. No I'm afraid I don't have any of those on me, I am not from this world you see, however." He keys something on his dataslate, accessing an old file of a fellow adminstratum adept's file he helped him work on. It was originally to be a prank but it would work here. The servo-skull on his left
<Velam> approaches the guards on anti-grav and starts to noisily spit out a long and complicated looking reciept of credentials, titles, numbers, seals and symbols. Most prominently the symbol of the Adeptus Administratum. "I am a senior adept of the Administratum, of the Gamma level currently following a lead involving misplacement of foodstuffs and agricultural chemicals to this planet. This of course is my paperwork, much more
<Velam> refined and civilized as you can see." He smiles business-like at the two guards.
* Nitrous nods
<Vigilant_GM> The Sanctionary scans through the first couple dozen lines...
<Vigilant_GM> before he gives up.
<Vigilant_GM> "Right. Move on."
<Nitrous> "Hrm"
<Velam> "Ahhh yes, very orderly, very efficient, thank you my good man."
* Nitrous moves along
* Karpath follows behind.
<Velam> He tut tuts and coos at his servo-skull gathering up the paper-trail as he moves along.
* Baird follows Velam through the checkpoint
* Shiv follows behind smarty pants.
<Vigilant_GM> Inter-orbital traffic creates a lingering atmosphere full of smog and exhaust in the port. A perpetual gloom fills the air as a result. Deafening roars of all kinds of engines are interrupted by the shouts and calls of laborers and overseers. Most workers use respirator units. Those who do not, interrupt their labor coughing up gobs of black tar. The stench of burn promethium is
<Vigilant_GM> inescapable. The port's many facilities are filled with an astonishing array of servitor designs, from crane-oprators to maintenance drones that scale the vertical sides of the landing platforms on spider-like limbs.
<Vigilant_GM> Tech-priests swing brazeirs of sacred incense, leading processions of adepts through the avenues, while gangs and voidsmen on shore leave accost passers-by in the hopes of a good drunken scuffle. Likewise, dregs and stranded crewmen beg for alms, and stern Sanctionaries patrol the most populous areas.
<Vigilant_GM> At the center of it all is one of the tallest structure in the port. Dark rockrete and plasteel hosts numerous divisios of the Offcio Auctoriate Porteus, with thousands of scribes, accountors, and a storehouse of 'complete and accurate records' for all traffic going through the port.
<Vigilant_GM> The Adeptur Arbites maintain a field office on the outer edge of the port, with a small fleet of orbital craft for conducting searches and raids on voidships in orbit.
<Vigilant_GM> Towering warehouses owned by the Consortium flank the avenues, with endless traffic of goods flowing in and out.
<Nitrous> "Food."
<Shiv> "You speak like an Ogryn, Law man. But I agree."
<Nitrous> "Knew an ogryn."
<Nitrous> "Very good at smashing."
<Vigilant_GM> You manage to find modest sleeping arrangements at a local watering hole mainly filled with crew on leave.
<Karpath> "Was he good at holding doors though?"
<Vigilant_GM> The food, too, is nothing to celebreate. But it is nourishment.
<Nitrous> "Don't know."
<Velam> "Is happy enough that the food is edible, and the beds are clean and somewhat safe.
* Nitrous eats and sleeps in a bed
* Shiv stuffs his ratty face with food.
<Vigilant_GM> "How much yer wantin fer 'em?" a drunken patron points to the servoskulls as he stumbles over to Velam.
* Baird eats the adequate food and sleeps in the adequate bed.
<Velam> "They're not for sale." He answers as he continues to eat and drink.
<Vigilant_GM> He looks at Velam with confusion.
<Vigilant_GM> "Don't fethin' stall on me fancyman"
<Vigilant_GM> "Say yer price"
<Velam> "Twenty billion."
<Vigilant_GM> "O' what currency that is?"
<Velam> "Probably local script, say how about I buy you a drink instead?"
<Vigilant_GM> The man pauses, and thinks.
<Velam> He looks around the table at whoever is still with him eating, for help.
<Vigilant_GM> "Got yerself a deal there" he points at Velam
* Karpath is at the table with Velam, drinking his coffee.
<Velam> He waves at the barkeep for a drink for the drunken fellow, before he starts grilling the man for random information to throw him off balance.
<Vigilant_GM> He rambles on for a while.
* Shiv makes his way to the bar and spikes his drink.
<Velam> Velam starts concentrating his questioning around the information he just let slip, about the bribing and what not.
<Vigilant_GM> Mid-ramble, however, he produces a knife and slashes at Shiv's failed attempt at subtlety. "Ye little shite!"
* Karpath looks over and watches Shiv, as he sips his coffee some more.
<Shiv> "Eh, listen. I was just trying to make this \little\ party more interesting."
<Vigilant_GM> "Why didn't ye say?"
<Vigilant_GM> he extends his mug.
* Shiv pours some Obscura into the man's mug and his drink as well.
<Vigilant_GM> A table is overturned, suddenly. A group of men in uniform, armed with clubs and manacles, have burst in.
<Velam> "Emperor's testicles," he says under his breath.
<Vigilant_GM> "Vattis, Ohlem, Sear, Dunova..." names are read off a list.
<Vigilant_GM> The drunken man turns around, panic on his face. "The fethin bosun..."
* Shiv ducks and hides.
* Karpath looks over to the group of men who just burst in, he keeps sipping his coffee, and puts his hand near his side, next to his Shock Maul.
<Vigilant_GM> The bosun and his press-gang crack a few skulls, including your drinking companion's.
<Vigilant_GM> Things calm down, allowing you a few precious hours of sleep and recovery.
<Velam> You wouldn't think it, but Velam is quite loud with his snoring. It's like listening to a diesel engine.
* Shiv leaves his hiding place and takes both drinks before heading to the rooms to sleep.
<Vigilant_GM> You awaken to the sounds of yet more commotion. A barfight being broken up.
<Velam> "What a lovely part of town," he mumbles sarcastically as he rolls over trying to drift off back to sleep.
* Karpath had found a place on one of the rooms chairs which he wakes up from.
* Shiv awakes in a daze.
<Shiv> "The feck is going on."
* Karpath looks and sees that His Chrono and Autopistol are both gone, "FUCKING SHIT."
* Baird curses underneath his breath at being awoken by the barfight.
<Velam> "What's with the racket, Karpath?" He complains drowsily.
<Karpath> "You got to be kidding me how, I going to fucking kill the person when I find them."
<Shiv> "What?"
<Nitrous> "What's going on?"
<Karpath> "Some one stool my Auto Pistol and Chrono."
<Velam> "Aw shite." He wakes up at that.
<Velam> Velam searches his belongings to make sure his stuff is still there.
* Shiv starts searching his things to make sure he wasn't robbed.
<Shiv> "The sword is gone."
<Shiv> "...*sighs* The Emperor give it and the Emperor took it away."
<Nitrous> "Would you like to find your stolen stuff?"
<Shiv> "I would yes."
<Karpath> "Yes but the chances of finding anything would be hard."
<Velam> He sighs in relief as he notes that everything is where it should be, including his little sisters.
<Nitrous> "Nothing missing."
<Shiv> "We can try and find a local fence to try and get our stuff back."
<Vigilant_GM> For all the control the authorities seemingly have, finding 'merchants' of a certain stripe is nothing difficult for someone who knows what to look for.
<Vigilant_GM> In no time at all, Shiv identifies a particularly shifty-looking fellow as a potential fence.
<Shiv> "This could be who we need."
* Shiv walks up to the man and asks "I am a man who needs 'something'."
<Baird> Keeping an eye on the surrounding Baird keeps step with Shiv as he approaches the man.
<Vigilant_GM> "Yeah, well... me too."
<Velam> Sticks around nearby with everyone else as Shiv and Baird question the fence.
<Vigilant_GM> "Got something for me?"
* Nitrous Keeps an eye on shiv and Baird.
* Karpath sticks near Velam.
* Shiv shows *1 full Obscura bottle, an autopistol, and a multikey*
<Shiv> "I need to get rid of these too."
<Vigilant_GM> "I don't deal," he hand-waves the obscura away. "I'll pay you 250 Scrip for these, though."
<Shiv> "Well, Imma looking for a trade for something effective in like a... brawl."
<Shiv> "Something up close and personal."
<Vigilant_GM> "I've got just the thing."
<Vigilant_GM> He produces brass-knuckles.
<Shiv> "Too blunt for my tastes. Something that is sharp gets to the 'point'."
<Vigilant_GM> "Eh... maybe I have something, maybe I don't."
<Shiv> *Sigh* "I do have this.". Shiv shows a bionic arm.
<Vigilant_GM> "I look like a cog-boy to you?"
* Nitrous sneezes loudly
<Shiv> "Look the only other things I have on me are these." He shows off the hive leathers.
<Vigilant_GM> "300 Scrip for all."
* Shiv looks over to Baird.
<Baird> "Perhaps we have something more worthwhile."
<Baird> "But we'd need to know you have something of..equivalent value."
<Vigilant_GM> "I have valuables, alright. Show me wh--"  He gets interrupted by a whistle down the alley behind him.
<Vigilant_GM> "Wait here."
<Vigilant_GM> He turns and walks down the dark alley. You can barely see his silhouette.
* Shiv looks at the down alley to see what is going on.
<Baird> Shuffling slightly Baird circumspectly peers down the darkened alley way with his Photo-Contacts
* Shiv whispers to Baird "I think he left to that alley."
* Shiv points to it.
<Baird> Reeling Baird staggers backwards as a shot impacts his chest.
<Vigilant_GM> A sharp whistle breaks through the air, as a projectile cuts clean through Baird's armor.
<Vigilant_GM> A curved metallic point is all that struts out from his chest.
<Nitrous> "Assassin on the roof!"
<Baird> Staggering away from the mouth of the alleyway Baird breathes hard from the exertion.
* Shiv helps Baird get out of the line of fire.
* Nitrous fires a shot at the assassin
<Baird> "Thanks...*wheeze* Shivvy...feth-head got me...in the chest..."
<Vigilant_GM> For the first time, the sound of a high-caliber shot echoes through the warehouses and alleyways. The projectile strikes an auxiliary promethium line, a small flame rising from the side of the warehouse.
* Shiv starts patching up Baird with the medipack.
* Karpath looks to see if its safe to make his way over to Baird and Shivs position but can't tell.
<Nitrous> "We gotta get out!"
<Velam> "God-Emperor, what do we do?"
<Karpath> "Take cover that's what."
<Vigilant_GM> Another whistle, another strike.
<Nitrous> "FUck that hurt!"
<Velam> He does so, making himself as small as possible.
<Shiv> "What the feck, what in the actual feck. Beard man, was the thief just a trap?"
* Karpath looks around real quick and grabs a few table and throws them down and creates a barricade around him and Velam.
<Baird> "Not sure if it was or not but that sniper was certainly waiting."
<Vigilant_GM> By now, Nitrous' shot has scrambled people around you.
<Vigilant_GM> Sanctionaries begin to call out alerts.
* Baird holds up the jagged metallic disk with razor sharp edges for Shiv to see.
<Baird> "Look familiar to you?"
* Karpath pulls out his Auspex and looks for the target.
* Shiv shakes his head. He says "Not at all."
<Vigilant_GM> "You there! Drop your weapon! Descend! NOW!!"
<Vigilant_GM> Sanctionaries call out to Nitrous.
<Karpath> "Who every he is he is moving quick, he's relocating right now."
<Nitrous> "I'm getting shot here."
<Karpath> "Nitrous he is moving to the left roof top."
* Nitrous fires a shot
<Karpath> "You got his leg and he is laying down on his back on top of that roof."
<Vigilant_GM> The Sanctionaries fire up at Nitrous' position.
<Baird> After hearing the shot from Nitrous Baird moves towards the alleyway in search of a way to the rooftop.
<Nitrous> "I surrender now."
* Nitrous throws his weapon down
<Vigilant_GM> "Descend, or die!"
<Nitrous> "Need a medic."
* Shiv follows behind Baird.
<Vigilant_GM> "We WILL fire!"
* Karpath grabs Velam and makes his way over to the Sanctionaries near Nitrous.
* Velam lets himseslf get lead along.
<Nitrous> "I'll Descend"
* Nitrous falls down
<Nitrous> "hrggkkk"
* Karpath arrives near by with Velam as Nitrous hits the ground.
<Vigilant_GM> The Sanctionaries hound Nitrous. One crawls on him, digging his knee on his back while putting him in manacles.
<Karpath> "Officers, you don't understand, he shot first."
<Vigilant_GM> "Stand back, off-worlder!"
<Velam> "Sir! Please if you would let us explain why our companion was defending himself!"
* Baird ascends the ladder leading to the roof and the downed enemy sniper.
<Karpath> "I saw the person who was shotting him, one of my other associate is going up that roof to find the one responsible for starting the attack."
<Vigilant_GM> "Do not interfere!"
* Shiv climbs the ladder behind Baird.
<Karpath> "No you don't understand he was shot at but another person first."
<Velam> "Our friend there, that you have so grieviously arrested was defending us! One of our compatriots was shot at, he," motioning at Nitrous, "was engaging in counter-sniping."
<Velam> "We were shot at first, officers, he was defending us." He repeats himself.
<Vigilant_GM> What you find on the rooftop could be confused for a human... but the taint of xenos origin is clear. Its leg has been blown clean off, and it grunts in pain through its elongated helm.
<Vigilant_GM> It sees you through the red glowing eyes of its helm, and slashes in your direction with an exotic blade.
* Shiv pulls out a pistol in desperation and fires. He misses.
<Baird> Swiftly drawing his bolt and plasma pistols Baird fires two shots. The bolt finding purchase in the Xenos already ruined leg while the plasma bolt boils away it's chest cavity in a bright corona of energy.
<Vigilant_GM> The gunshots on the warehouse rooftop call the attention of the Sanctionaries, who flinch in the direction of the gunfire.
<Velam> "That is probably the enemy who was shooting at us, getting dispatched." He ventures hopefully in a quavering voice.
<Baird> Baird kneels down scooping up the weapons the spirit stone and the letter piling the weapons onto Shiv and pocketing the stone and the letter.
<Baird> "Find a way to hide those Shivvy."
<Baird> Baird lifts and tosses the corpse off the off onto the street below.
<Baird> Descending the ladder after the corpse Baird drags the cropse through the crowd towards the Sanctionaries.
* Shiv takes the weapons and hides away from the Sanctionaries.
<Baird> "The assailant. Thankfully the man you're pinning wounded him. Not telling how many casualties there would've been while you shot and tackled the wrong man."
<Baird> "Now I'd appreciate it if you got off my compatriot."
<Vigilant_GM> The Santionaries step back a few paces, and begin deliberating.
<Vigilant_GM> Xenos infiltration into Port Gyre is, afterall, a matter of grave concern.
* Karpath looks to see Baird toss as he tosses the body off the roof, of the building, the markings and armor he immediately recognizes as Eldar.
* Velam flinches and goes pale as he notices the dead xenos body. "Sacred blood Emperor."
* Nitrous gorans
<Karpath> "Its been a long time since I seen one of these." He says in a low tone to Velam.
<Vigilant_GM> Matters of this nature are far beyond the jurisdiction of local enforcers, or even of the Arbites Districts. Events such as these attract the attention of much higher authorities... the attention of His Holy Inquisition.
<Vigilant_GM> You can see that their deliberations don't get them anywhere. The tension is more than palpable as two of them snap at eachother in failed whispers as a disagreement breaks out.
<Vigilant_GM> This is a reminder of your station. That lesser men such as these, even those who can claim planetary authority, are beneath the reach of your Master, and more directly... of your own authority.